Chapter 13 Imprint

Hugh Croft was following Jane Fowler all this while.

He heard the argument between Jane and Peter Fowler.

He noticed the sadness in her eyes when she admired the families enjoying their time while she walked alone along the riverside.

She was like a powerful beast that hid the excruciating pain no one knew.

It was only late at night that they would hide in a corner and nurse their wound.

There was something mysterious about Jane.

Hugh found that to be captivating.

She was like the moonflower that only blooms at night.

Hugh could feel that they were of the same type of people

He had felt that from the moment he laid his eyes on her.

Now, he was sure of it.

Jane watched the man hiding in the darkness, yet the darkness surrounding him couldn’t shield the nobility and arrogance in that man.

Danger!

She could sense the extreme danger coming from the man standing before her.

Her powerful sixth sense reminded her of the danger every second she stood there.

Still, she felt a sense of familiarity coming from him.

The same feeling Hugh Croft had for her.

Why were they having such a feeling toward each other?

She had never felt like that for anyone other than the Fowlers.

“Who are you?”

Jane asked, trying her best to keep cool.

Hugh stepped out from the shadow after hearing her question.

The first thing that Jane saw on the man was the top–grade leather shoes.

Covering the long, slender leg was a pair of smooth, well–tailored suit pants.

He wasn’t wearing a coat and had only a clean blue shirt.

The blue shirt he had on blended well with the darkness he walked out from, elevating the elegance and the well–defined facial features that spells “ART.”

There was no other word to define what Hugh Croft looked like.

No words were found in the dictionary to define Hugh’s good look.

Jane felt this man might probably be the most prestigious and good–looking man she had ever seen.

He was graceful and carried an aura of nobility with him.

He spellbound even Jane.

“Hugh Croft.”

Hugh generously announced his name.

“You are Hugh Croft?”

It was a name everyone in Stormton City knew.

Hugh Croft! Was there any meaning hidden in this name?

He was the President of the D.Y. Group and the youngest person in charge of the Croft family.

Not only was he able to manage the entire D.Y Group alone, he even doubled the profit and earnings of D.Y. Group every year.

Hugh Croft’s name decorated the top ten listings of Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

He was also the youngest President ever recorded in the Forbes‘ List of Billionaires.

The rest of the presidents on Forbes‘ list were usually in their middle–aged or above sixties.

had heard about

think twice about taking harsh measures.

doubted

be afraid of someone with such nobility and astute

to make sense if he was the legendary Hugh

a person like

that I am the one watching you from the

Bar.”

as if he’d sensed the confusion

“Okay!”

felt the same danger coming from his

a big shot like you following me? I’m certain your motive isn’t like those lowly

already

exploring the escape routes around

cowardice was not a word she had in her dictionary after being rebirth, she was

idea.

man standing before him was

a bad idea

what Hugh Croft wanted from

you a person with

question

idea what you’re talking

know what I’m talking about. You’ve already exposed yourself. You are one with Omega

felt the sense

exposed her, there was

his capability, he could have her investigated with a snap

do you want,

want to sign an agreement with

Jane frowned slightly.

His proposal seemed familiar.

it sound familiar to the job Andy recommended to

announced the search for people with Omega

sudden. Let me

was definitely

was incredibly good–looking, powerful, and

every rose

life, Jane wanted to live freely and spend the rest of her life with someone

be in love, being with

a high risk of her losing her life by the

should just forget

you leave

silence

and in a

a loss for words on how she should reply to

perhaps? Or

his question, thinking that Jane might

easily out of his

many people with whom Hugh

was one

was like

time he set his eyes

imprinted on

of her drove

it was because they had the

perhaps they were the same

it was the wound that had frozen

“Okay!”

both her number and WeChat ID to

was not that she did not

The reason was simple.

it from him,

able to

liked

through

user name, which

of The Simpsons family of five as her display

mark

picture was a

nothing

about it. Give me

wanted to keep her distance from this dangerous person as far as

“Wait!”

Hugh spoke.

“Yes, Mr. Croft?”

“Your name?”

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